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"However, Director Song, the rabbit will not hurt anyone, but it is a wild beast after all. If someone hurts it intentionally, it will definitely fight back."

When Wan Pingan spoke, he glanced at Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang's eyes are full of hatred, she will definitely take revenge, and something will definitely happen.

"As long as you don't take the initiative to hurt others, I won't hold you accountable."

"Jia Zhang, do you understand?"

Director Song directly named him again.

Although Wan Ping An didn't mention her by name, everyone could tell that the person Wan Ping An was talking about was Jia Zhang!

Director Song has finished handling it.

He criticized Yi Zhonghai again.

Warn him that as a senior official, if he encounters a safety hazard, he must report it immediately, otherwise he will be removed as a senior official.

Director Song is gone.

Everyone also dispersed.

forecourt.

Yan Fugui returned home.

The family sits together.

"Jia Zhang must have been deceived. The voluntary publicist that Director Song said is definitely not that simple. I guess Jia Zhang will be made to cry."

Yan Fugui gloated.

Just now.

Director Song gave Yi Zhonghai a lesson.

He and Liu Haizhong didn't run away either, and were scolded a few times.

Why be trained?

Haven't you been implicated by the Jia Zhang family?

"My boss, the publicist doesn't seem tired, right?"

"The propagandists I met just brought everyone together, talked about something, and posted a few posters. Isn't it very easy?"

The third aunt's understanding of propagandists is the same as that of Jia Zhang.

"easy?"

"What you see is just the surface work."

"Just wait!"

"Jia Zhang will definitely come back crying!"

Yan Fugui is very sure.

backyard.

Liu Haizhongjia.

He had just been scolded, and his face was also dark.

"Jia Zhang, this stinky bitch, is simply a broom star. I have been scolded several times."

Bangszhong was very annoyed.

"And Wan Ping'an, this kid is getting better and better."

"I seriously suspect that the last rat plague was caused by him."

"Jia and Zhang are catching mice to harm Wan Ping'an, so Wan Ping'an comes to take advantage of the situation and take revenge on Jia and Zhang, including us."

"He must have guessed that I was cooperating with Yi Zhonghai."

Liu Haizhong is not stupid.

He vaguely guessed that Wan Ping'an was taking revenge on him.

He felt a little guilty.

"Master, why don't you bring some gifts and go to Wan Ping'an to admit his mistake and give him a guarantee that he will never cooperate with Yi Zhonghai again."

The second aunt suggested.

She was also frightened by Wan Pingan.

"You want me to apologize to him?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Liu Haizhong is a face-conscious person.

He is the second uncle in the courtyard and is of the same generation as Wan Pingan's parents. He can't bear to be asked to apologize to Wan Pingan!

"But…"

The second aunt is very worried.

Together, the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai couldn't beat Wan Ping'an.

If Wan Pingan wants to take revenge on Liu Haizhong, can Liu Haizhong be able to bear it?

The second aunt has no idea!

She wanted to persuade her again.

Liu Haizhong glared and warned her not to talk about it again.

Middle Court.

When Jia Zhang returned home, she kept complaining about the pain.

The rabbit was too cruel.

There were no major injuries on Jia Zhang's hands, neck, and face. They were all skin injuries. There was a good spot, a burning one.

"Hey, Mom, can't you just not provoke Wan Ping'an?"

"So many times, how have you ever taken advantage?"

Jia Dongxu treated Jia Zhang’s wounds.

He was worried.

"Are you still my son?"

"If you were my son, help me think of a way to deal with Wan Ping'an?"

"Let me tell you, Wan Ping'an is my mortal enemy. There can be no peace between me and him. I must drive the man named Wan out of the courtyard."

Jia Zhang's hatred for Wan Pingan is getting stronger and stronger!

It cannot be resolved at all!

"Also, have you noticed?"

"The rabbit is so fast that I can't catch it, you can't catch it, and Yi Zhonghai can't catch it either. Wan Ping'an stretched out his hand and caught it. What does that mean?"

"It means that the rabbit has been tamed by Wan Ping'an a long time ago."

"The rabbit attacked me. You and Yi Zhonghai were all deliberately arranged by Wan Ping'an."

Jia Zhang "figured it out" that Wan Ping'an was behind the scenes.

"Is that really the case?"

Jia Dongxu also had such speculation.

Wan Ping'an could catch the rabbit as soon as he stretched out his hand, which was a bit abnormal.

"Definitely is!"

"He won't let me go, and I can't let him go."

Jia Zhang is very sure.

"Mom, if you want to take revenge on Wan Ping'an, I don't object, but can you be more careful about your methods and strategies?"

"Normally, we don't provoke him, we just observe him secretly."

"When we catch his pigtails and kill him in one go, we can take action. Do you think that's okay?"

Jia Dongxu discussed with Jia Zhang.

Don't keep causing trouble, wait for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

People in the courtyard are also talking about Wan Pingan catching the rabbit. Their views are similar to Jia Zhang's. The rabbit is Wan Pingan's pet.

but.

Most people in the hospital thought that Wan Ping'an had done a good job and Jia Zhang should be taught a lesson.

Wan Pingan's popularity is much better than that of Jia Zhang.

Wan Pingan has never bullied ordinary residents. Every time he takes action, the people he targets are beasts, including Jia Zhang, Yi Zhonghai and others.

the next morning.

Everyone got up to wash up and get ready for work.

Officer Song came to the courtyard and went straight to Jia's house.

"Jia Dongxu, call your mother out. She promised to be a voluntary publicist for three days. She has a publicity task for her today!"

Director Song came with a mission.

"Okay, Director Song, you go sit in the room first, and I'll wake up my mother. She's not awake yet!"

Jia Dongxu was a little embarrassed.

indoor.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

Jia Dongxu asked Director Song to wait.

He turned around, came to the door of the inner room, knocked on the door, and wanted to teach Jia Zhang a lesson.

dong dong dong!

There was no response inside.

dong dong dong!

Still no response inside.

Director Song frowned slightly, did Jia Zhang do it on purpose?

"Director Song, my mother didn't sleep well last night. She might not be able to get up in the morning. Don't think too much about it. I'll wake my mother up right away."

What else can Jia Dongxu do?

First, appease Director Song and increase the intensity of knocking on the door.

Bang bang bang!

Close to breaking down the door.

"Jia Dongxu, are you annoyed?"

"You go to work after eating, put my rice in the pot, and I will eat it myself when I get up."

The purring stopped.

Mrs. Jia Zhang cursed.

"Mom, Director Song is here to see you, why don't you get up quickly?"

Jia Dongxu smiled awkwardly again. "Three One Zero"

"Who did you say is coming?"

Jia Zhang was surprised.

"It's me, Director Song, Mrs. Jia Zhang. I'm here to take you to be a voluntary publicist. Why don't you get up quickly?"

Director Song shouted.

"I'll be up soon."

Jia Zhang agreed.

soon.

Jia Zhang opened the door and walked out.

Director Song felt disgusted for a while. Jia Zhang must have drooled when she was sleeping. There were traces of dried saliva on her chin, and there were two big lumps of eye droppings.

"Mom, go wash your face first!"

Jia Dongxu couldn't stand it anymore and urged Jia Zhang.

Manager Song waved his hand and quickly went to wash his face.

In the 1950s, except for actors on stage or weddings, most women would only wear some cream.

No makeup!

It doesn’t mean you are sloppy, you can’t be like Jia Zhang who doesn’t even wash your face!

soon.

Mrs. Jia Zhang came back after washing her face.

"Jia Zhang, starting from today, you will join the publicity team to publicize damage prevention and control."

"Please tidy up and wait a moment. Aunt Sun from the publicity team will come find you."

Director Song left after informing him.

"By the way, the promotion lasts for three days."

"You may have to go to multiple places, and the subdistrict office will be responsible for your food and accommodation. You don't have to go back to the courtyard for three days."

Go to the door.

Director Song added.

"Can you still take care of the food?"

Jia Zhangshi was happy.

The work meal should be delicious, right?

"Dongxu, I won't be back for three days. You need to take care of yourself. I won't be able to take care of you."

Mrs. Jia Zhang warned her while eating breakfast.

Jia Dongxu almost laughed.

Who takes care of whom?

Jia Zhang is very lazy and doesn't do housework or cooking. Jia Dongxu does it.

Jia Zhang is gone.

He can relax a lot.

Before Jia Dongxu could go to work, Aunt Sun came to the door.

Everyone in the courtyard knows Aunt Sun. Aunt Sun is a clerk in the street office and is mainly responsible for publicity work. She has a different division of labor from Secretary Song.

"Jia Zhang, please come with me!"

"You will follow me as a voluntary propagandist. Director Wang said that these three days are your labor reform and you must perform well. Do you understand?"

Aunt Sun looks to be in her early fifties.

A little older than Jia Zhang.

Full of energy.

"Aunt Sun, what are you..."

Yi Zhonghai came to Jia's house.

Aunt Sun is Director Sun. Under normal circumstances, everyone should call her Director Sun.

But before Aunt Sun became a full-time employee, she was still in charge of publicity when she was not a manager. Aunt Sun got used to it, and no one asked Sun to be a manager.

Unless it's a formal occasion.

"I'm here to take Mrs. Jia Zhang away. She will work with me as a voluntary publicist. She won't be back for the next three days."

Aunt Sun informed Yi Zhonghai.

Many people in the courtyard gathered and heard that Mrs. Jia Zhang was going to be a voluntary publicist for three days.

Mrs. Jia and Zhang followed Aunt Sun to the street office.

The publicity team has long been ready to go.

This time the propaganda team has twelve people.

Eleven of them were staff members of the sub-district office. Only Jia Zhang, a volunteer propagandist, knew that he had been punished for reform.

"this is yours!"

Someone handed over a backpack for Jia Zhang to carry, similar to a military backpack.

"So heavy?"

"What's in here?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn’t want to carry anything on her back.

But looking at the other people, everyone has a backpack. Even Aunt Sun, who is older than him, is also carrying a backpack.

"There are promotional materials for rodent control, and there are rat poisons!"

Aunt Sun replied.

Then set off.

As they walked, Jia Zhang noticed something was wrong.

Why did you get out of the city?

"do not you know?"

"Well, I forgot to tell you. Our propaganda this time is going to the countryside. In three days, we will visit nine villages."

Aunt Sun explained without looking back.

WTF?

Propaganda to the countryside?

Jia Zhang was confused.

A person carrying a backpack and not even a car, walking to the countryside to promote?

Three villages in one day, isn't she exhausted?

Mrs. Jia Zhang regretted it. If she had known it was this kind of propaganda, she would definitely have chosen to clean the courtyard...

"Aunt Sun, I..."